Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Sweden and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Brothers Johnson to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Trojans,
Jacob Miller,
Nik Kershaw,
Dorothy Ashby,
Erykah Badu,
The Skatalites,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hardrive,
Magma,
Todd Rundgren,
Minor Threat,
Icehouse,
Bobby Womack,
Kaleidoscope,
Bad Manners,
Hashim,
The Knickerbockers,
Lyres,
The Pop Group,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minnie Riperton,
The Moody Blues,
Kurtis Blow,
Eric Copeland,
A Certain Ratio,
The Real Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
The Gories,
Subhumans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Davy DMX,
Section 25,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Durutti Column,
Vainqueur,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Wyatt,
Scion,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gerry Rafferty,
T.S.O.L.,
Reuben Wilson,
Index,
Spoonie Gee,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tears for Fears,
John Coltrane,
Minny Pops,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxy Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.